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  169.     

Sea Epic

THE SEA HAS ITS WAVES, ITS EBBS AND TIDES, ITS FISHERMEN, ITS COASTS, ITS SMELLING, ITS FISHES, ITS LIGHTHOUSES, ITS WHALES, ITS SHARKS, ITS DOLPHINS, ITS SANDS AND PEBBLES, ITS ROCKS AND GRASS, ITS HEART, ITS LOVE, ITS MYTHS, ITS MONSTERS, ITS NAMES, ITS TALES, STORIES, AND NOVELS. THE SEA IS BIGGER THAN WE ARE. IT STARTS AND NEVER ENDS. WE CAN'T WALK OVER IT. INSIDE IT A LOT OF TREASURES. IT'S A HAVEN TO THE POOR BEFORE THE RICH. IT'S A HAVEN TO THE SWIMMER BEFORE THE ONE WHO CAN'T SWIM. IT'S PRETTY, BUT SCARY! INSIDE IT SOMEONE MIGHT DROWN IF HE CAN'T SWIM WELL. IT'S THE SOURCE OF LIVING FOR SOME PEOPLE. IT HAS ITS VISITORS BY DAY AND BY NIGHT. LIFE NEVER STOPS IN IT. IT TASTES SALTY AND FRESH! IT HAS A LOT OF VALLEYS, MOUNTAINS, SHORES, AND CAVES. IT HAS A START, BUT IT DOES NOT HAVE AN END. IT HAS A LOT OF SHORES AND COASTS. BEHIND IT THERE IS THE HORIZON. IT EMBRACES THE SKY AND THE SKY EMBRACES IT OVERWHELMINGLY. THERE IS THE SUICIDE ROCK HUGGING THE SAND WHERE THE CRAZY LOVERS DIE. A NEW REBIRTH OF A NEW MAN. ALL RAINS, FLOODS, AND WATER DROPS RUN INTO IT. THE SEA MEETS WITH THE RIVER AND THEY SHAKE HANDS. A LOT OF OYSTERS, A LOT OF PEARLS, AND A LOT OF HIDDEN TREASURES INSIDE IT. IT HAS A LOT OF SECRETS FOLD AND UNFOLD. IT HAS A LONG HISTORY. A LOT OF BATTLES HAPPENED IN IT AND A LOT DIED AS A RESULT. A LOT OF PEOPLE CAME THROUGH IT, BUT A LOT OF THEM WERE LOST. IT OVERLOOKS ON MANY MANY COUNTRIES, MANY ISLANDS, AND MANY ISLES. ITS COMERS NEVER FEEL REGRET OR WHO GO FAR AWAY FROM FEEL UNHAPPY. IN IT SADNESS, LOVE, HAPPINESS, HOPE, DESIRE, AND MEETING AGAIN. THE GRAINS OF SAND, ANOTHER WORLD, THE STONES, THE CLOUDS HOVERING OVER, THE BIRDS, THE TEMPESTS, THE DIFFERENT BANNERS, THE SAILING BOATS, THE SHIPS, AND ALL ITS LOVERS. IN IT LOVE STARTS AND NEVER ENDS. IN IT NO HATRED IS FOUND. IT WASHES OURSELVES WITH ITS AIR, WAVES, AND WINDS. IT'S THE HAVEN OF ALL ITS LOVERS. IT OVERLOOKS ON ALL OF US WITH ITS LOVE AND PATIENCE. IN IT WE EAT, BUT NEVER REPLENISHED. WE ARE ALWAYS THIRSTY. PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO CREATED IT. IT'S GREAT BY ALL ITS ASPECTS. ITS SMILING FACE BRINGING HOPE TO OURSELVES WHEN WE VISIT IT. ITS HEARTS HAS A BIG ROOM TO ALL OF US. WE LOVE IT WHEN IT'S COLD, WARM, AND HOT. IT'S OLD AND NEW IN ITS LIFE. WE LOVE IT . IT'S THE EPIC WE SING IT WHEN WE GO TO IT.
 
MOHAMMAD SKATI

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By The Sea

I want to leave for the sea
To be far away and free
I long to lay on the sand
And swim through the blue-green waves
Water washing over me
Until I swim out back from dreams

11.18.08
 
Mangaka Girl

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Swimmingly

Swimming is feeling grace in water,
smoothly slipping thru light blue fluid,
propelled by kicking feet
and winged arms.
Measured breathing
in sync with rhythmic strokes,
swimming is a dance with slippery water,
my partner in physical exultation.
 
Harlan Simantel

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  172.     

O Love! Why

O love! Why,
why hast thou gone
across to the other side
of the river ?
I know not how to swim,
There is no hope of my swimming across;
Come thou thyself,
my love!
 
Bhai Vir Singh

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